Day 1357, paint.

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I live

in a tall

wooden house

with high ceilings

where my thoughts float up

and I can’t see

the paint

that protects

Day 1356, fantasy.

Day 1356.jpg

I look outside

my window

and see the same

view

as I did

in my fantasy

when I

was young

~

I sometimes wonder

if

I

am

still

a fantasy

Day 1345, next door.

Day 1345.jpg

They grew up

in other

parts

and found

each other

~

build

from the same

in difference

forms

~

they can only

stare

at others

warped

reflections

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